My Person Is Late
Dashing around
Lost and found
Keys again
Coffee and then
Leaving the house
Quiet like a church mouse
Hustle and bustle
Return in a fussle
She forgot her lunch
On the counter, a bunch
Bananas and apples
Leaving her messy castle
She forgot me
My treat, you see
I bark and whine
But she hasn’t the time
And again no walk
I wish I could talk
Can’t she take just one day off
To spend some time to goof off
But no the bills must be paid
Look the bed isn’t made
I wish I could help
I’m just her pet, nothing else
Oh look, here she comes
She knows I’m the one
She bends down and hugs me
Tells me she loves me
That she’ll be back real soon
And for me to watch the room
To be a good boy
To play with my toys
That I’m her precious sweet man
And with a kiss, her day began
Tessa🦋